Player’s lament

I’m on the sideline
once again,
on a bench
of boys and men,
waiting for the call
to come my way.

I look behind me
in the stands,
at the rows
of anxious fans,
waiting for the chance
to save the day.

I hear the crowd now
sing my name,
I bathe in their acclaim.
But my yard of pace
will it return?
It’s everything in this game.

And I hear the board
called abroad,
yet I try
to catch the eye.
And my yard of pace?
Will it return?
It’s everything in this game.
It’s everything in this game.

Copyright Keith Ames

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